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"NEKKERS could be here" he thought. "I've never been in this marsh before. There could be NEKKERS anywhere." The howling wind felt good against his chest. "I HATE NEKKERS" he thought. LE LE LE LE LE LE LE LE LE LE LE LE AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH reverberated throughout the entire swamp, making it pulsate even as the 9 oren golden oriole potion circulated through his blackish-green varicose veins and washed away his (merited) fear of poison. "With Roach, you can go anywhere you want." he said to himself, out loud.